WIZ KHALIFA - G'd Up Lyrics

Intro – (Wiz Khalifa)

Yeah, itÂ’s Young Khalifa Man, yeah, Taylor Gang over everything
Champagne, paper planes, bitch takinÂ’ off her wedding ring
Leave with us youÂ’ll never be the same, makinÂ’ money (in major ways..?)

Hook – (Wiz Khalifa) (Repeat X2)

If I got it then ImÂ’a spend it if I want to
And pick you up anything you want too
And nah, I ainÂ’t gotta say nothinÂ’ about us right in front of you
I do all of that shit them niggas donÂ’t do
Pop another bottle, ImÂ’a roll this weed up, IÂ’m so GÂ’d up

Verse 1 – (Wiz Khalifa)

Uh, big-face digits, whips ainÂ’t rented
Walk inside the bank bitch IÂ’m Ben Frank friendly
Big cake piled up on my plate shit endless
Throw it in her face watch the bitch make wishes
Walk inside the club, bottles of that liquor
Groupies actinÂ’ up, dyinÂ’ to get a picture
Rose and Patron, Kush be my cologne
Shorty get to keep her weed them joints already rolled
All my diamonds clean, all I count is cheese
WalkinÂ’ on a dream while you tryinÂ’ to intervene
On top of that money, them haters in-between
SmokinÂ’ sour steam you can smell it on her weave
Smell it when I leave, niggas catchinÂ’ feelings
OG Kush prescription keep me way over the buildinÂ’
RidinÂ’ in my ride, banginÂ’ in my system
High as Whitney tryinÂ’ to find a way to get a million

Hook – (Wiz Khalifa) (Repeat X2)

If I got it then ImÂ’a spend it if I want to
And pick you up anything you want too
And nah, I ainÂ’t gotta say nothinÂ’ about us right in front of you
I do all of that shit them niggas donÂ’t do
Pop another bottle, ImÂ’a roll this weed up, IÂ’m so GÂ’d up

Verse 2 – (Wiz Khalifa)

Uh, know IÂ’m smokinÂ’ sour you can smell it down the hall
Learned this as a younginÂ’, what you sell could get you far
Captain of my team, tell you how to ball
AinÂ’t a game I put that on my marijuana jar
Breakfast on the plane, smell like alcohol
Diamonds in my chain, muscle in my car
Live a movie scene, hundred-dollar jeans
Pocket fullÂ’a benjiÂ’s give them 20s to my broad
Always on my job, been about my business
KillinÂ’ all these rappers off now can I get a witness?
LyinÂ’ to the judge, flyinÂ’ to the club
Chopper play the barber came to line a nigga up
Heavy in the game, still ainÂ’t had enough
We takinÂ’ all your bitches and buyinÂ’ all the drugs
Couple thousand for the Louis lining in my tub
GÂ’d up from my feet up, roof blown up

Hook – (Wiz Khalifa) (Repeat X2)

If I got it then ImÂ’a spend it if I want to
And pick you up anything you want too
And nah, I ainÂ’t gotta say nothinÂ’ about us right in front of you
I do all of that shit them niggas donÂ’t do
Pop another bottle, ImÂ’a roll this weed up, IÂ’m so GÂ’d up
 

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